Chapter 10: Disobedient

There was an extra Sun Yi carrying water and pouring water. In addition, she was very skillful in her work. When she cleaned up the house, Sun Xiu had already dressed up the dumplings.

One pork and onion, one egg and leek filling.

Although Sun Xiu is young and has a good cooking skills, he just rolls the dumpling skin at the same speed. He is holding a rolling pin in one hand and a dumpling ball in the other hand, pressing and grinding, and a round dumpling skin. Sun Ke immediately took the dumplings to make them.

The five-year-old child made the dumplings neatly and fast. With Sun Yi, she couldn't do anything to do.

She went to wash the pot and set the fire.

When the dumplings are boiled in the pot, the white and fat are fragrant.

The three children's eyes were shiny, wiping the table, holding bowls, placing chopsticks, and looking for vinegar.

When Sun Yiming appeared at the door of the kitchen, the four women and women were stunned for a moment. The three children all took a step back, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Han Qiao was calm as usual and "wash her hands and eat."

She also needs Sun Yiming to write books to make money and will not starve him.

Sun Yiming was actually embarrassed.

He had thought about running away.

When he left the study and looked at the gate of the yard, he really wanted to run away. But he was afraid that Han Qiao would really go out to spread rumors and ruin his reputation, so he went to the yamen to sue him for cheating.

One loses face and the other dies.

After Han Qiao tied him up last night and beat him hard, it was said that he was the most toxic woman's heart and he didn't dare to gamble.

The family of five sat on the table, with enough dumplings, so there was no need to eat Sun Yiming alone, and the four women and women were hungry.

The three children insisted on not speaking, and they dared not speak out, and they dared not look at Sun Yiming.

Sun Yiming was also silent and looked at Han Qiao secretly. Seeing Han Qiao's face as usual, she no longer shrank and felt sad as if she had been in the early days.

The whole person has an indescribable charm.

The face is still the same face, and the person is still the same person.

"How many thousand-character texts did you write in the morning?" Han Qiao suddenly spoke.

Sun Yiming was almost stuck with dumplings.

"I wrote five books."

“…”

Han Qiao paused with chopsticks.

I wrote five books in one morning, but when he was not so willing.

"Can you write five books in the afternoon?" Han Qiao asked.

"Yes, can."

"Then you can write it after eating good dumplings and write it out early."

Han Qiao's appearance was as expected, which made Sun Yiming feel angry and resentful.

In the end, I didn't dare to say anything.

After eating dumplings, I went back to the study and wrote a thousand-character text.

Sun Xiu came to do the dishes, and Han Qiao and Sun Yi went to clean up the house of the three children.

The house of the three children was also dirty and was covered with dust. They moved out the things they could move and cleaned them carefully.

Open the window for breathability.

Then the four of them washed their clothes in the yard and dried them.

The soapcorns at home were sent by Han Qiao's elder brother. They picked them up from the mountains and didn't have any money. Han Qiao boiled several large jars, and she worked all year round to wash her hair and rely on it.

I washed a can of soap and cork before I finished washing my clothes.

The four of them were very tired.

Han Qiao asked the third child to rest, but she got up and pushed open the door of the study. Seeing Sun Yiming sleeping on the table, she was so angry that she swung the stick and went forward and beat her up.

"Ao, ao," Sun Yiming screamed in pain.

While hiding, he wanted to fight back, but was beaten even worse by Han Qiao.

"Han, stop." Sun Yiming shouted angrily.

"I have written it, and I have written the remaining five thousand-word texts."

Han Qiao paused with a stick.

He looked at Sun Yiming and blinked, "Has he finished writing?"

“Written.”

Han Qiao went up and flipped through it, and it was indeed written.

The writing is pretty good.

Whether it is the handwriting or the line spacing, it means that he is not lazy.

"Then you should not go out to work after you have finished writing, and you should be lazy when you hide in the study."

Sun Yiming was so angry that he jumped up and retorted in a thick voice, "You didn't ask me to go out to work."

"Then you beat me up early and didn't tell me in advance." Han Qiao retorted.

“…”

“…”

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes.

Han Qiao was speechless when Sun Yiming was speechless.

He swallowed, his breath became weak, and he whispered, "I can't do housework, either."

"Then go get water and fill the tank."

After Han Qiao finished speaking, she began to clean up the thousand-character text written by Sun Yiming.

Then take it out of the house.

He called Sun Xiu to come in front of him, "A Xiu, you and Ayi took a trip to the bookstore and gave the copied thousand-character text to the shopkeeper Xie, and then brought twenty rice papers from the books and ink back."

"What about the money for copying books?" Sun Xiu asked in a low voice.

One hundred documents per book, ten documents are a thousand documents, one tael of silver.

"If Manager Xie wants to give it to you, I will ask him to get a hundred-cent copper coins, a total of ten. If he doesn't give it to you, I will settle it tomorrow." Han Qiao said to Sun Xiu in a low voice.

She wouldn't let Sun Yiming hear these words.

Let him know how much money he earns by copying books. At least he won't know at this time.

Sun Xiu nodded and took Sun Yi out.

Han Qiao had to prepare supper.

I ate dumplings at noon and had some pumpkin porridge tonight.

Sun Ke burned her fire.

The mother and daughter were busy working in the kitchen, and Sun Yiming sneaked to the door.

As soon as he touched the gate of the courtyard, Han Qiao grabbed the collar behind him and threw him to the ground with a clever force.

"Ouch." Sun Yiming screamed.

This time Han Qiao greeted him directly in the face, punched and kicked him without any mercy.

Sun Yiming screamed repeatedly, but he didn't even have the chance to scold Han Qiao.

I could only scream with ummy screams, and my face was quickly beaten to a bruised nose and swollen.

Han Qiao stood up and put her hands on her hips, "If you dare to go out with this face, I respect you, Sun Yiming, as a hero."

Does Sun Yiming dare?

He dared not, he could not afford to lose this face.

He opened his mouth to scold Han Qiao, but Han Qiao raised his hand and tried to hit him, and he shivered in fear.

"Cowtie." Han Qiao cursed in a low voice.

Turn around and turn over the straw mat to dry.

It was hot in July, and a lot of the clothes I washed in the afternoon were dry.

Sun Yiming shrank back and sat on the chair, looked up at the hemp rope hanging on the beam of the roof. He was so scared that he shook.

He pulled off the hemp rope in a hurry and threw it on the ground. He even stepped on it a few times if he was not relieved.

"Hehe." Han Qiao sneered from the door.
To be continued...